Inheritance - Jon Foreman

I remember when we first started

Those Tennessee summer nights

From your little Brentwood apartment

With 10 cent wings for the drive

We fell in love long distance

Back in the payphone times

We didn’t have nothing to offer each other

Except for the rest of our lives

And our home was our story

Yah our home was our story alone

Your heart is a work of art

I wanna be rich in memories not money

Our love is our inheritance honey

We’ve come so far

I wanna be rich in memories not money

Our love is our inheritance

Our inheritance honey

I was working up a conversation

But I didn’t know how to start

Cause I didn’t think you had the patience

And I didn’t think you had the heart

I was looking for salvation in the desert convent stars

And our dead-end communication was only driving us a part

Yah so what are the chances that we survive

Even fall in love a second time

Honey you and I we got the storyline of a lifetime

Your heart is a work of art

I wanna be rich in memories not money

Our love is our inheritance honey

We’ve come so far

I wanna be rich in memories not money

Our love is our inheritance

Our inheritance honey

Yah our inheritance honey

And our home is our story

Yah our world’s always rearranging

Everytime we go on tour

We grew up as slow as we wanted too honey

But we’re not the kids that we were

I can still remember that first sunrise

Holding you near me for the first time

Your heart is a work of art

I wanna be rich in memories not money

Our love is our inheritance honey

We’ve come so far

I wanna be rich in memories not money

Our love is our inheritance

Our inheritance honey

Yah our inheritance honey

Yah our inheritance honey